Holly Black Quotes - Page 3

You can always count on your family to love you. And to betray you. And then to feel guilty about it.

I love you, you see...and I fear I have no way to say or show it that isn't terrible, except coming here. I would kill everyone in the world for you, if you wanted.......Or not obviously

I can learn to live with guilt. I don't care about being good.

I thought weirdness was a good thing. I don't mean that defensively, either. I thought it was something to be cultivated.

I survive at the edge of friends circles.

I'm not very good at explaining things," she said. "But I think you have beautiful eyes. I love the gold in them. I love that they're different from my eyes- I see mine all the time and I'm bored with them.

What an author doesn't know could fill a book.

People said that video games were bad because they made you numb to death, made you register entrails splattering across a screen as a sign of success. In that moment, Val thought that the real problem with games was that the player was suppossed to try everything. If there was a cave, you went in it. If there was a mysterious stranger, you talked to him. If there was a map, you followed it. But in games, you had a hundred million billion lives and Val only had this one.

He wondered whether growing up was learning that most stories turned out to be lies.

Telling Sam and Daneca feels like peeling off my own skin to expose everything underneath. It hurts.

And stupid. Brave and Stupid." Ravus smiled, but then his smile sagged. "But nothing can stop you from being terrible once you've learned how.

There are no words for how much I will miss her, but I try to kiss her so that she'll know. I try to kiss her to tell her the whole story of my love, the way I dreamed of her when she was dead, the way that every other girl seemed like a mirror that showed me her face. The way my skin ached for her. The way that kissing her made me feel like I was drowning and like I was being saved all at the same time. I hope she can taste all that, bittersweet, on my tongue.

Mine. The language of love is like that, possessive. That should be the first warning that it's not going to encourage anyone's betterment.

I'm afraid my voice is going to break. I am afraid she is going to hear how much this hurts.

This, the language of deception, we both understand. We were born to it, along with the curses.

You can break a thing, but you cannot always guide it afterward into the shape you want.

The row of dolls watched her impassively from the bookshelf, their tea party propriety almost certainly offended.

She wants me to take out Patton.” Barron’s brows draw together. “Take out? As in transform him?” “No,” I say. “As in take out to dinner. She thinks we’d make a good couple.

If she was going to die, she might as well die sarcastic.

I thought you needed to be tougher. But I've been thinking that protecting somebody by hurting them before someone else gets the chance isn't the kind of protecting that anybody wants.

whatever you love, that is your weakness

She wears trouble like a crown. If she ever falls in love, she’ll fall like a comet, burning the sky as she goes.

I heard you've been having some problems with your girlfriend." Headmistress Northcutt says. "No," I say. "Not at all." Audrey broke up with me after the winter holiday, exhausted by my moodiness. It's impossible to have problems with a girlfriend who's no longer mine.

I'm the best kind of thief, the kind that leaves behind items equal in value to those he's stolen.

To remind me, pain is the best teacher